That Great Pacific Garbage Patch

There is an island made out of garbage

It's twice the size of the state of Texas

It's wall to wall with

Plastic

[What? True? Is that true? Yes it is]

It drifts upon a sea of indifference

In between us and our existence

And they call it that Great Pacific Garbage Patch

Since 1950 we've turned out plastic

Nine billion tons of it to be exact

And seven billion tons of that nine billion

Has been thrown into your trash

And five billion of that seven billion

Has made its way out

Into the ocean

Where it is stuck in that Great Pacific Garbage Patch

So throw your hands up in the air

And wave em like you just don't care

Because you don't

Throw your lighters up there too

They're going to be here longer than me or you [yeah]

Don't think they won't

Yeah

[whistling]

[Just love the days[?]]

Say hey

[Hey hey] Do something

[Hey hey] Say something

[Hey hey] Do something

[Hey hey] Say something

So blow your ah-hey!

I said hey [Hey]

I said hey [Hey]

I said hey hey [Hey]

I'm like hey hey [Hey hey]

And I say hey hey [Hey hey]